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The Master Hardcover – 25 May 2004
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- LanguageEnglish
- PublisherScribner
- Publication date25 May 2004
- Dimensions15.24 x 3.18 x 22.86 cm
- ISBN-100743250400
- ISBN-13978-0743250405
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- Publisher : Scribner (25 May 2004)
- Language : English
- ISBN-10 : 0743250400
- ISBN-13 : 978-0743250405
- Dimensions : 15.24 x 3.18 x 22.86 cm
- Best Sellers Rank: 816,860 in Books (See Top 100 in Books)
- 616,181 in Literature & Fiction (Books)
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Colm Toíbín, 1955 in Enniscorthy/Irland geboren, ist einer der wichtigsten irischen Autoren der Gegenwart. Er lebt in Dublin und New York, wo er an der Columbia University unterrichtet. Sein literarisches Werk wurde vielfach ausgezeichnet, u.a. mit dem internationalen IMPAC-Preis. Sein Roman ›Brooklyn‹ wurde erfolgreich verfilmt, das Drehbuch schrieb Nick Hornby.
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Colm Tóibín published The Master in 2004 to wide acclaim; his more recent work The Magician (my review is on Amazon) gives a similar quasi-biographical account of the life of the German author Thomas Mann.
After some difficulty getting into Tóibín's account of Mann's life, it 'grew on me' and I assessed it as being a good, and also very well-written, novel. Mann is author of the wonderful Buddenbrooks (1901, my review is also here). For me, The Magician started improving and becoming more real at about the time in Mann's life of the rise of the Nazis in the late 1920s and early 1930s. In short, I felt the narrative improved as soon as great world events -- and not just Mann's writings -- challenged Mann and made his life more consequential.
In the same way, with Henry James, I had previously (many years ago) read The Portrait of a Lady and found it good -- although more artificial and not as real-world-compelling as Buddenbrooks. Apart from country of origin, the greatest difference between James' life and that of Mann is that Henry James did not live in similarly momentous times. Accordingly, I found Tóibín's life of James simply less interesting than his view of Mann. James was a product of the late-19th-century belle époque; Mann had a much less benign lifetime that spanned two world wars and the Nazis.
Consequently, Tóibín's portrayal of James is of something of a self-absorbed narcissist, untroubled by malign world events. James circulates in gilded society. He does not form deep relationships. He never married. Like Mann, James leans toward same-sex attraction without, it seems, ever consummating any such relationship. James observes; he tends not to get involved. He sees the lives of others -- Hammond, Mona, his own sister Alice, the Wolseleys, and (most significantly) Minny Temple -- notes their life crises and then builds fictional stories based on those crises. The character of Isabel Archer, the hero(ine) of 'The Portrait...' is at least partly based on Minny Temple. James obsesses over the setup and furnishing of his new home in Rye, Suffolk. Damask and porcelain are only matters of obsession when there aren't greater things to worry about.
James' writing, like that of Mann, is wonderful -- although it did become more abstruse and impenetrable in his later life. But his writing, and his life, are of the Gilded Age -- concerned with society, society figures, conventions of marriage and independence, a measure of feminism and the challenges of life for Americans in Europe. Unlike Mann, James doesn't have to deal with Big History and all its unkindness. James' writing and storytelling, for me, therefore also come across as a bit frivolous and obsessed with triviality.
The Master comes in 11 chapters, each of which seems to be a more-or-less independent sub-story within the life of Henry James -- the 1895 failure of his stage-play Guy Domville, Oscar Wilde and his set, Americans in England, Minny Temple, set-up of his home in Rye and onward to the turn of the 19th-20th century.
To be honest, while Tóibín writes well, I just didn't find the life of Henry James all that interesting -- on the contrary somewhat self-absorbed, narcissistic and over-concerned with the inconsequential. There you go.
Complex and emotional, the narrative, at once, centers on James' life in England, where he reflects, with a sense of wistful regret, on his childhood growing up in Newport and Boston, where ideas were sacred, second only to good manners, and where there was a pull between "an ordered community who knew god and an idealism." Henry's father was an unconventional independently wealthy philosopher and religiously imaginative. Henrys older brother William was the first American psychologist of notable status and was also a very astute and influential philosopher. Consequently, Henry and his siblings were constantly exposed to museums, libraries, theaters and art galleries. Henry's time abroad gave him a mastery of the French language suitable enough to get him started in the study of its literature.
Toibin's focuses on a period called "the treacherous years" when as the nineteenth century waned, and the influence of Victorianism diminished, the giant of American letters, then in his 50s, was trying to reinvent himself as a playwright. James did not feel at home in America, Europe, his profession, or his own skin. Drawing on a combination of rigorous fidelity and intelligent guesswork – Toibin recreates James' platonic relationship with Constance Fenimore Woolson, his adolescent attraction to Oliver Wendell Holmes, and his surreptitious crush on the young artist Hendrick Anderson. The reader witnesses the events of James' life before he wrote his final masterpieces. Toibin beautifully portrays an elegant world of Edwardian drawing rooms, lavish parlors, slowly burning candles, and masked balls. James feels the deep sadness of exile, knowing that he is alone, and an outsider. He is far too alert to the ironies, the niceties, the manners, and indeed the morals to be able to participate.
The Master is a graceful, terribly sad story of a lonely, introverted homosexual fated to spend his life almost connecting, staring through parlor windows, and recording with crystalline exactitude the minute struggles of the societies that surrounded him. From his apartment in Kensington, to his self-imposed seclusion in Lamb House, Rye, all he hears is the "vague cry in the distance, of his own great solitude." As he writes, his memory works like grief, the past coming to him with its arm outstretched looking for comfort. Toibin's achievement - the depiction of James that is in all its nuance, detail and tenderness, totally Jamesian - is absolutely extraordinary. Mike Leonard May 04.





